We continue to experiment. The second exhibition in the walls of the black space Ya Gallery Black. This time the idea approaches the opposite absolute. We remove the black canvases and let in the unstoppable color of Dmytro Moldovanov's creativity. The black square was replaced by an orange lion, naive blue replaced monochrome. I wonder if the burnt walls will hold this color attack, or if the missing color will work in such close interaction with the rest of the spectrum. Who are we not to continue exploring black with a new set of tools and methods.

"I just missed the blue." This phrase of Dmytro Moldovanov is enough to describe his work over the last year. Just an emotion, just a color, just a plot. And, as you guessed, it is not at all about simplicity or unimportance. It is about feelings, not burdened by philosophical explanations, sincere, naked, personal, transferred directly to the canvas. It is about the transformation of life into art, so close that the border between phenomena gradually disappears. We don't know if it is still there or if it has dissolved into the banal blue. But meaning turns life into art, deliberately and "simply", so let's start a blind dive. Perhaps we will be lucky, and the waters of Moldovanov's paintings will tell a little more. About war, about joy, about people, about life.